> Nobody's responding! Since I can't see outside to see he's in his truck since there aren't any windows or anything similar, call this world's police. Tell them we have a missing person and people are dropping down in parachutes around us that might be hurt from their landing.

Backstory: Born with a cataract in her right eye, Trovare spent the first few years of her life half-blind until her lower class family managed to scrap enough money together to have her right eye fixed at a shady medical clinic in the crime-rampant isolated space station where she lived. While this was successful in removing the cataract, it left her right eye with a distorted eye lens, requiring a heavy optical correctional lens so she could see properly. Despite her less than stellar vision, she has a high attention to detail almost to a fault, making her adept in engineering weapons and instruments.

Description:A somewhat-short, lithe female in her early 20s. Short brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin from a lack of natural light.She wears a pair of metal round-framed glasses that only have a single lens, which is for her right eye.

Steady Hand - Nimble fingers find a place tinkering with delicate machinery or pulling the trigger on the perfect shot. Increase success for fine tasks by 3.

Contacts:Kark Hopkins - Brown-haired, light-skinned, lanky and roughly shaven. Fellow engineer, often works with Judith to get large builds together and occasionally a competitor on black-market arms dealing. Nothing like a little healthy competition.

Charles "Charlie" Harrison - Judith's loyal customer that works as a part-time bodyguard. Short dark hair, slightly tanned skin. Tall and strong, but not exactly a walking mass of muscle. He's decent with a gun, but often misses critical shots.

Tabi Konai - Long black hair, dark skin, small frame. Infamous for blowing up government buildings. She has a knack for electronics, be it remote-controlled detonators or rigging up a basic computer from scrap electronics. On good terms with Judith, the two often trading equipment/materials and information or working on a coop project.

John Freemaneth - Average height, short hair, athletic build. Pretty sure that's not his real name, but he can't remember ♥♥♥♥ ever since he got smacked in the head with a brick in an alley fight. Judith throws weapons and equipment at him, points him at a job that needs taking care of, and he more or less gets it done, only asking for new toys in return.

Abilities:Slick Willy: Can talk himself out of almost every situation. +2 to Charisma, +4 if being interrogated.

Split vision: No/lower penalty to aiming at multiple things at once.

Contacts:

Nico: A clone bred to be a fighter pilot turned aerospacecraft salesman. Nico can provide and modify anything that flies.

Jonah Silverton: Arms Dealer

Mike Re: Fence

"Fox's legacy": Heavily modified Ibram Gaunt-class gunship. Two seat cockpit layout swapped for a single seat with an extra stick on either side to control the ball turrets on the sides of the fuselage. Forward turret swapped for gun array. Room for 6 passengers and 40 cubic meters of cargo.

Race: Slylandrin: The Slylandrins, simply put, are an ancient race that evolved upon a gas giant they call Source. Though it might surprise you to learn that even though they're an ancient species, the Slylandrin are, in fact, newcomers to the galactic scene. You see, being gaseous in nature, the Slylandrin were unable to create their own spacecraft—or for that matter, create any kind of written record of history or technology of almost any kind. It wasn't up until recently that the humans found the Slylandrin during a routine survey, and learned of their plight. It wasn't long before the humans agreed to help the Slylandrin leave their home planet. While still in the early stages, this effort has culminated in the development of sophisticated pressure suits for the Slylandrin, giving them the ability to explore the stars.

Backstory: Lofty Flourish is a relatively young Slylandrin, only a thousand years old. His people chose him to be one of the first to explore the stars, and tasked him with one day returning with stories of the world beyond Source. Though a bit of an airhead, his sturdy suit makes him a valuable companion.

Friend in Need: Lofty doesn't have a very good sense of self preservation; he will gladly take a hit to protect his allies/friends, and gains a bonus when attempting to do so. When Defending others, if damage is take, it is reduced by half, rounded down, or 4, whichever is lower.

Tinkerer in Training: Lofty spoke with several human experts on the intricacies of his pressure suit! He thinks he could fix most issues with it, or maybe fiddle with other machinery. Probably. This is all kind of new to him. +4 to checks on fixing suit, +1 to all other Mechanic checks.

Backstory: A vanguard colonist and military vacuum repair worker attached to a far outpost of human civilization. Serving aboard the heavy polar orbital station CMS3920 - a monolith of steel towed from system to system in the belly of super-battleships that drove back the dark frontier - Stennard served three 6-year terms firing exploration crawlers and terraforming packages from his orbital home down into unknown worlds. Nurturing and defending fledgling colonies was not without its dangers, as savage pirates and rivals to humanity assailed the CMS with everything they had to kill its crew and loot the planets.

The attack that led to Stennard's honorable discharge from the navy left him bleeding and marooned for 170 days in the guts of the CMS, left behind in the chaos after the evacuation shuttles took away all his colleagues. Trapped in the station's corpse with a burnt radio transmitter, he nearly lost his mind. When late-coming salvage crews cut open the wreck expecting to find valuable equipment, they only found an emaciated man.

Returning home to a failed marriage, an Earth family that forgot him and a pension not enough to support his medical debts, he has returned to space to find friendship and make his fortune.

Description: Swarthy, shaven skull, scars and lines in the features. Dark eyes which are noticeably sunken in; Stennard shows heavy signs of wear. His shattered chest cavity is partially supported with a mesh of biocompatible plastics - Stennard's breathing is noticeably deep and slow, and he chews blue wads of painkilling gum to forget that he is no longer the man he used to be. His disposition is warm, though he has good excuse to be cynical. He is only glad to be alive, to see the stars for some time longer.

Abilities:Will Through Pain - Stennard's hardened system means that for purposes of pain calculation, his dice total is multiplied by 7 rather than 10 in the final step that determines whether he has been stunned by trauma.Null-G Control/Exobody - Intimately familiar with the mechanics of spacesuits, manipulator arms and hard orbital maneuvers performed with shuttles and manned maneuvering units. Excellent working knowledge of life support and orbit-keeping functions of space stations. +2 to all Mechanic and Flying tests with spacecraft and space stations.

Contacts:Rackham Modular Orbital Systems: A firm specializing in all things related to space hab assembly and commercial exploitation of planetary orbit. Architects of the standardized power, life support and data linkage protocols used in civilian stations throughout human space. Its executives are willing to cut Stennard unusual deals, knowing that he is qualified to deliver on their investments.

Major Conrad Devlin: Commanding officer of the CMS, a war hero and expert pilot who continues burning pirates out on the frontier in a stealthed frigate which has become notorious for bringing just death to ruthless warlords. Assisted Stennard in evacuating the station during its dying descent. Never forgave himself for accidentally leaving Stennard behind.

Dr. Genevieve Martel: An ecosystem engineer of some renown, responsible for developing the Martel Optimized Phototroph biosphere that is used for famine relief on backwater worlds. Aboard the CMS during its final moments - Stennard saved her life.

Janna: Jakob's favorite childhood friend. A mathematical prodigy who studied the mysteries of FTL travel in a prestigious Lunar university while Stennard was drafted into the frontier corps. Separated physically, but never forgotten by each other.

Backstory: Born with a cataract in her right eye, Trovare spent the first few years of her life half-blind until her lower class family managed to scrap enough money together to have her right eye fixed at a shady medical clinic in the crime-rampant isolated space station where she lived. While this was successful in removing the cataract, it left her right eye with a distorted eye lens, requiring a heavy optical correctional lens so she could see properly. Despite her less than stellar vision, she has a high attention to detail almost to a fault, making her adept in engineering weapons and instruments.

Description:A somewhat-short, lithe female in her early 20s. Short brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin from a lack of natural light.She wears a pair of metal round-framed glasses that only have a single lens, which is for her right eye.

Steady Hand - Nimble fingers find a place tinkering with delicate machinery or pulling the trigger on the perfect shot. Increase success for fine tasks by 3.

Contacts:Kark Hopkins - Brown-haired, light-skinned, lanky and roughly shaven. Fellow engineer, often works with Judith to get large builds together and occasionally a competitor on black-market arms dealing. Nothing like a little healthy competition.

Charles "Charlie" Harrison - Judith's loyal customer that works as a part-time bodyguard. Short dark hair, slightly tanned skin. Tall and strong, but not exactly a walking mass of muscle. He's decent with a gun, but often misses critical shots.

Tabi Konai - Long black hair, dark skin, small frame. Infamous for blowing up government buildings. She has a knack for electronics, be it remote-controlled detonators or rigging up a basic computer from scrap electronics. On good terms with Judith, the two often trading equipment/materials and information or working on a coop project.

John Freemaneth - Average height, short hair, athletic build. Pretty sure that's not his real name, but he can't remember ♥♥♥♥ ever since he got smacked in the head with a brick in an alley fight. Judith throws weapons and equipment at him, points him at a job that needs taking care of, and he more or less gets it done, only asking for new toys in return.

Abilities:Slick Willy: Can talk himself out of almost every situation. +2 to Charisma, +4 if being interrogated.

Split vision: No/lower penalty to aiming at multiple things at once.

Contacts:

Nico: A clone bred to be a fighter pilot turned aerospacecraft salesman. Nico can provide and modify anything that flies.

Jonah Silverton: Arms Dealer

Mike Re: Fence

"Fox's legacy": Heavily modified Ibram Gaunt-class gunship. Two seat cockpit layout swapped for a single seat with an extra stick on either side to control the ball turrets on the sides of the fuselage. Forward turret swapped for gun array. Room for 6 passengers and 40 cubic meters of cargo.

You flip a U-Turn, and drive to the ship. John opens the door, and you enter with the last 2 machine guns.Conversation below.

CrazyMLC(Lofty):

Name: Lofty Flourish

Race: Slylandrin: The Slylandrins, simply put, are an ancient race that evolved upon a gas giant they call Source. Though it might surprise you to learn that even though they're an ancient species, the Slylandrin are, in fact, newcomers to the galactic scene. You see, being gaseous in nature, the Slylandrin were unable to create their own spacecraft—or for that matter, create any kind of written record of history or technology of almost any kind. It wasn't up until recently that the humans found the Slylandrin during a routine survey, and learned of their plight. It wasn't long before the humans agreed to help the Slylandrin leave their home planet. While still in the early stages, this effort has culminated in the development of sophisticated pressure suits for the Slylandrin, giving them the ability to explore the stars.

Backstory: Lofty Flourish is a relatively young Slylandrin, only a thousand years old. His people chose him to be one of the first to explore the stars, and tasked him with one day returning with stories of the world beyond Source. Though a bit of an airhead, his sturdy suit makes him a valuable companion.

Friend in Need: Lofty doesn't have a very good sense of self preservation; he will gladly take a hit to protect his allies/friends, and gains a bonus when attempting to do so. When Defending others, if damage is take, it is reduced by half, rounded down, or 4, whichever is lower.

Tinkerer in Training: Lofty spoke with several human experts on the intricacies of his pressure suit! He thinks he could fix most issues with it, or maybe fiddle with other machinery. Probably. This is all kind of new to him. +4 to checks on fixing suit, +1 to all other Mechanic checks.

You listen intently to the sounds inside your helmet. There is a long beep, about a...Intelligence 3+Roll 4=7G flat? G natural? Somewhere along those lines.Then, you here a robotic female voice."To continue your service, please complete this survey. If you have heard of Hanin's Super Gel, please press 1. If you have heard of Jacobin Laundry, please press 2. If you have heard of Satiriacal (yes, that is not a typo) Productions, then please press 3. If you have heard of 1 and 2, please press 4. If you have heard of 1 and 3, please press 5. If you have heard of 2 and 3, please press 6. If you have heard of all 3, please press 7. And if you have heard of none, please press 8. Thank you!

Backstory: A vanguard colonist and military vacuum repair worker attached to a far outpost of human civilization. Serving aboard the heavy polar orbital station CMS3920 - a monolith of steel towed from system to system in the belly of super-battleships that drove back the dark frontier - Stennard served three 6-year terms firing exploration crawlers and terraforming packages from his orbital home down into unknown worlds. Nurturing and defending fledgling colonies was not without its dangers, as savage pirates and rivals to humanity assailed the CMS with everything they had to kill its crew and loot the planets.

The attack that led to Stennard's honorable discharge from the navy left him bleeding and marooned for 170 days in the guts of the CMS, left behind in the chaos after the evacuation shuttles took away all his colleagues. Trapped in the station's corpse with a burnt radio transmitter, he nearly lost his mind. When late-coming salvage crews cut open the wreck expecting to find valuable equipment, they only found an emaciated man.

Returning home to a failed marriage, an Earth family that forgot him and a pension not enough to support his medical debts, he has returned to space to find friendship and make his fortune.

Description: Swarthy, shaven skull, scars and lines in the features. Dark eyes which are noticeably sunken in; Stennard shows heavy signs of wear. His shattered chest cavity is partially supported with a mesh of biocompatible plastics - Stennard's breathing is noticeably deep and slow, and he chews blue wads of painkilling gum to forget that he is no longer the man he used to be. His disposition is warm, though he has good excuse to be cynical. He is only glad to be alive, to see the stars for some time longer.

Abilities:Will Through Pain - Stennard's hardened system means that for purposes of pain calculation, his dice total is multiplied by 7 rather than 10 in the final step that determines whether he has been stunned by trauma.Null-G Control/Exobody - Intimately familiar with the mechanics of spacesuits, manipulator arms and hard orbital maneuvers performed with shuttles and manned maneuvering units. Excellent working knowledge of life support and orbit-keeping functions of space stations. +2 to all Mechanic and Flying tests with spacecraft and space stations.

Contacts:Rackham Modular Orbital Systems: A firm specializing in all things related to space hab assembly and commercial exploitation of planetary orbit. Architects of the standardized power, life support and data linkage protocols used in civilian stations throughout human space. Its executives are willing to cut Stennard unusual deals, knowing that he is qualified to deliver on their investments.

Major Conrad Devlin: Commanding officer of the CMS, a war hero and expert pilot who continues burning pirates out on the frontier in a stealthed frigate which has become notorious for bringing just death to ruthless warlords. Assisted Stennard in evacuating the station during its dying descent. Never forgave himself for accidentally leaving Stennard behind.

Dr. Genevieve Martel: An ecosystem engineer of some renown, responsible for developing the Martel Optimized Phototroph biosphere that is used for famine relief on backwater worlds. Aboard the CMS during its final moments - Stennard saved her life.

Janna: Jakob's favorite childhood friend. A mathematical prodigy who studied the mysteries of FTL travel in a prestigious Lunar university while Stennard was drafted into the frontier corps. Separated physically, but never forgotten by each other.

Equipped: White T-shirtBlack Cargo PantsMindjackPainkilling Gum

Inventory:10000 GalCreds

You focus all your energy on twiddling your thumbs, and your face starts to turn red.

John Freemaneth: Falcon ISniper CannonFlight Gear

Conversation:Judith: John follow the truck...John: No need, he's turning back.Kyr entersKyr: Something's fishy here, I don't think the nurse told us everything.John: Sorry, that was me. I stole the bricks from a group of thieves, and I shot up about half their men, and their commander's son. That was their men. Now, let's get the brick into the truck, and get outta here!

Backstory: Born with a cataract in her right eye, Trovare spent the first few years of her life half-blind until her lower class family managed to scrap enough money together to have her right eye fixed at a shady medical clinic in the crime-rampant isolated space station where she lived. While this was successful in removing the cataract, it left her right eye with a distorted eye lens, requiring a heavy optical correctional lens so she could see properly. Despite her less than stellar vision, she has a high attention to detail almost to a fault, making her adept in engineering weapons and instruments.

Description:A somewhat-short, lithe female in her early 20s. Short brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin from a lack of natural light.She wears a pair of metal round-framed glasses that only have a single lens, which is for her right eye.

Steady Hand - Nimble fingers find a place tinkering with delicate machinery or pulling the trigger on the perfect shot. Increase success for fine tasks by 3.

Contacts:Kark Hopkins - Brown-haired, light-skinned, lanky and roughly shaven. Fellow engineer, often works with Judith to get large builds together and occasionally a competitor on black-market arms dealing. Nothing like a little healthy competition.

Charles "Charlie" Harrison - Judith's loyal customer that works as a part-time bodyguard. Short dark hair, slightly tanned skin. Tall and strong, but not exactly a walking mass of muscle. He's decent with a gun, but often misses critical shots.

Tabi Konai - Long black hair, dark skin, small frame. Infamous for blowing up government buildings. She has a knack for electronics, be it remote-controlled detonators or rigging up a basic computer from scrap electronics. On good terms with Judith, the two often trading equipment/materials and information or working on a coop project.

John Freemaneth - Average height, short hair, athletic build. Pretty sure that's not his real name, but he can't remember ♥♥♥♥ ever since he got smacked in the head with a brick in an alley fight. Judith throws weapons and equipment at him, points him at a job that needs taking care of, and he more or less gets it done, only asking for new toys in return.

Abilities:Slick Willy: Can talk himself out of almost every situation. +2 to Charisma, +4 if being interrogated.

Split vision: No/lower penalty to aiming at multiple things at once.

Contacts:

Nico: A clone bred to be a fighter pilot turned aerospacecraft salesman. Nico can provide and modify anything that flies.

Jonah Silverton: Arms Dealer

Mike Re: Fence

"Fox's legacy": Heavily modified Ibram Gaunt-class gunship. Two seat cockpit layout swapped for a single seat with an extra stick on either side to control the ball turrets on the sides of the fuselage. Forward turret swapped for gun array. Room for 6 passengers and 40 cubic meters of cargo.

You press the first two buttons you see. The first one folds away all the seats, and the second one turns all the lights off.

CrazyMLC(Lofty):

Name: Lofty Flourish

Race: Slylandrin: The Slylandrins, simply put, are an ancient race that evolved upon a gas giant they call Source. Though it might surprise you to learn that even though they're an ancient species, the Slylandrin are, in fact, newcomers to the galactic scene. You see, being gaseous in nature, the Slylandrin were unable to create their own spacecraft—or for that matter, create any kind of written record of history or technology of almost any kind. It wasn't up until recently that the humans found the Slylandrin during a routine survey, and learned of their plight. It wasn't long before the humans agreed to help the Slylandrin leave their home planet. While still in the early stages, this effort has culminated in the development of sophisticated pressure suits for the Slylandrin, giving them the ability to explore the stars.

Backstory: Lofty Flourish is a relatively young Slylandrin, only a thousand years old. His people chose him to be one of the first to explore the stars, and tasked him with one day returning with stories of the world beyond Source. Though a bit of an airhead, his sturdy suit makes him a valuable companion.

Friend in Need: Lofty doesn't have a very good sense of self preservation; he will gladly take a hit to protect his allies/friends, and gains a bonus when attempting to do so. When Defending others, if damage is take, it is reduced by half, rounded down, or 4, whichever is lower.

Tinkerer in Training: Lofty spoke with several human experts on the intricacies of his pressure suit! He thinks he could fix most issues with it, or maybe fiddle with other machinery. Probably. This is all kind of new to him. +4 to checks on fixing suit, +1 to all other Mechanic checks.

You press 9.Operator: Have a good day, and please call the Yunl'pp Security Hotline again! Thank you!The line then goes dead.As you look around, the lights turn off. As your world was always lit by one of the fission planets, or the star, your night vision is horrible, and you are therefore blind.

Backstory: A vanguard colonist and military vacuum repair worker attached to a far outpost of human civilization. Serving aboard the heavy polar orbital station CMS3920 - a monolith of steel towed from system to system in the belly of super-battleships that drove back the dark frontier - Stennard served three 6-year terms firing exploration crawlers and terraforming packages from his orbital home down into unknown worlds. Nurturing and defending fledgling colonies was not without its dangers, as savage pirates and rivals to humanity assailed the CMS with everything they had to kill its crew and loot the planets.

The attack that led to Stennard's honorable discharge from the navy left him bleeding and marooned for 170 days in the guts of the CMS, left behind in the chaos after the evacuation shuttles took away all his colleagues. Trapped in the station's corpse with a burnt radio transmitter, he nearly lost his mind. When late-coming salvage crews cut open the wreck expecting to find valuable equipment, they only found an emaciated man.

Returning home to a failed marriage, an Earth family that forgot him and a pension not enough to support his medical debts, he has returned to space to find friendship and make his fortune.

Description: Swarthy, shaven skull, scars and lines in the features. Dark eyes which are noticeably sunken in; Stennard shows heavy signs of wear. His shattered chest cavity is partially supported with a mesh of biocompatible plastics - Stennard's breathing is noticeably deep and slow, and he chews blue wads of painkilling gum to forget that he is no longer the man he used to be. His disposition is warm, though he has good excuse to be cynical. He is only glad to be alive, to see the stars for some time longer.

Abilities:Will Through Pain - Stennard's hardened system means that for purposes of pain calculation, his dice total is multiplied by 7 rather than 10 in the final step that determines whether he has been stunned by trauma.Null-G Control/Exobody - Intimately familiar with the mechanics of spacesuits, manipulator arms and hard orbital maneuvers performed with shuttles and manned maneuvering units. Excellent working knowledge of life support and orbit-keeping functions of space stations. +2 to all Mechanic and Flying tests with spacecraft and space stations.

Contacts:Rackham Modular Orbital Systems: A firm specializing in all things related to space hab assembly and commercial exploitation of planetary orbit. Architects of the standardized power, life support and data linkage protocols used in civilian stations throughout human space. Its executives are willing to cut Stennard unusual deals, knowing that he is qualified to deliver on their investments.

Major Conrad Devlin: Commanding officer of the CMS, a war hero and expert pilot who continues burning pirates out on the frontier in a stealthed frigate which has become notorious for bringing just death to ruthless warlords. Assisted Stennard in evacuating the station during its dying descent. Never forgave himself for accidentally leaving Stennard behind.

Dr. Genevieve Martel: An ecosystem engineer of some renown, responsible for developing the Martel Optimized Phototroph biosphere that is used for famine relief on backwater worlds. Aboard the CMS during its final moments - Stennard saved her life.

Janna: Jakob's favorite childhood friend. A mathematical prodigy who studied the mysteries of FTL travel in a prestigious Lunar university while Stennard was drafted into the frontier corps. Separated physically, but never forgotten by each other.

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